Prince of Tennis: A tennis legend that started from signing in

Chapter 414: The beginning of a wave of change in the world youth tennis world

a few days later.

U-17 training camps in many countries around the world have welcomed a group of junior high school players.

A change that was different from the original work also began to intensify the reaction.

At this moment.

At the Free State U-17 training camp.

"Did you hear that?"

"Coach Echizen is bringing his son and a red-haired kid to training camp today."

The third-year high school student wearing the official uniform of the Liberty Country U-17 team glanced at the teenager who was looking through the information in the first place, and spoke without any hesitation.

The man he was looking at was none other than Ralph Reinhardt, the captain of the Free State U-17 team.

"Gaisel."

"Focus on yourself."

"Whether he's in the training camp because of the Son of the Samurai or because of someone else."

"If you don't have the real strength, then the only outcome will be leaving here."

At this moment.

An ordinary-looking teenager interrupted Gazel Jackson.

This person is Alan Hopkins, the vice-captain of the Liberty Country U-17 team and known as the "Tennis Doctor".

"Oops~"

"Don't be so serious."

"Since there are newcomers here, we, as seniors, should at least give them a warm welcome."

"Even if they fail to make the cut during the tryouts, I don't think Coach Echizen will give us a hard time because of it."

next moment.

A cheerful blond teenager who was relatively short in height began to speak.

"Barentine."

"Since you are so enthusiastic, I will take on the responsibility of welcoming you later."

Hear the words.

Alan Hopkins glanced at Ralph Reinhardt and then spoke to Chico Balentin.

“I hope everyone can get along well with them.”

“As long as we make it to the Free State U-17s, we are a team.”

"With the addition of coach Nanjiro Echizen this year, our goal is to break into the BIG4 and even win the U-17 World Cup."

Although Ralph Reinhardt did not join in the conversation just now.

But he heard it all.

Wait until Alan Hopkins has finished speaking.

As he stood up, he spoke these words to everyone very seriously.

Then he turned around and walked outside.

tread!

but.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

"The Free State U-17 training camp has arranged a youth team to go to Neon to attract sponsors."

"However, we can't rely on them all."

"Everyone, please be prepared to participate in exhibition matches and the like during this time."

After saying that.

Ralph Reinhardt opened the door and walked out.

Compared to training camps in other countries such as Germany U-17.

The Free State U-17 training camp is a relatively special one.

Because the Free State itself is a country with capital attributes.

Even the sport of tennis is now labeled as a commodity.

In other words.

Even though the Free State U-17 training camp is a glory for the country.

But if they want funding, they need to obtain capital sponsorship.

"Yes! Captain!"

With the sound of the door closing.

Everyone responded loudly.

This shows how high Ralf Reinhardt's prestige is in the Free Country U-17 training camp.

Compared to this side.

This is the meeting room of the French U-17 training camp.

"My dear teammates."

"I have good news for you all."

"We will be welcoming a group of junior high school students from Neon."

"My lover also sent blessings and joy~"

The young man, who looked elegant and romantic, stroked the racket in his hand and spoke softly and slowly to everyone present.

As soon as these words came out.

The conference room fell into a temporary silence.

After all, at this point in time.

Logically speaking, this meeting should be about mobilizing for the U-17 World Cup expedition.

I never thought it would be a meeting to announce this.

"Our French U-17 team really has a connection with Japan~"

"Looking back, Duke Watanabe gave up on the French U-17 team and joined the Japanese U-17 training camp with Byodoin Phoenix."

"I never thought that a junior high school student from Japan would travel thousands of miles to join the French U-17 training camp."

“It’s really dramatic.”

“I really want to paint my artistic designs on their bodies to celebrate.”

Followed by.

A teenager with a weird hairdo whispered as he played with the pen in his hand.

Without a trace.

The middle school student next to him, who had a bob haircut and looked like a doll and was a little shorter, already had several unusual marks of painting on his face.

And this person's expression gradually became similar to the former one.

"Edgar, stop playing."

"Sometimes I'm really worried that you'll ruin Jonal."

"If you have this time, you might as well enjoy my handsomeness."

A teenager sitting opposite Edgar Delacroix flipped his bangs and chuckled to look cool.

"Does their arrival mean that a selection competition will begin next?"

At this moment.

A relatively normal boy slowly opened his mouth and asked.

But if you ignore the white horse he is riding, then he is definitely the most normal person in the conference room.

"That's how it works in theory."

"As far as I know."

"It seems like there's some problem with Neon this year."

“Many young people with outstanding talents have come out of there and gone to various countries.”

"Germany, Switzerland, Spain, the Free States, Greece, and France."

A quick glance.

Leopold Camus had already slammed the racket in his hand against the wall.

He spoke slowly while looking at the tennis racket.

And just after saying this.

The others frowned subconsciously.

It seemed as if this situation was somewhat unexpected.

And at this time.

"what!!!!"

The boy who was sitting in the corner and looked like a cosplay ninja suddenly stood up.

The whole person looked like he had received some overly exciting news.

I almost lost myself in it.

"Hey hey hey~"

"Doron."

"Calm down."

"They are from Japan, but they don't necessarily know things like ninjutsu."

Tristan Bart and Dimodimolo struck a pose and spoke to Oshovalu Doron.

"So--"

"Doron, just come with me to greet them."

"Well, that concludes today's meeting."

"As for the expedition race, it's enough to showcase the unique romance and charm of France."

Leopold Camus glanced at everyone out of the corner of his eye.

He stroked the racket in his hand and then spoke slowly.

Then he left as if he was going on a date with his tennis racket.